I really need to formulate a good blog post one of these days. Makes me feel kind of useless, to have a blog and do so little with it. Although I wonder if anyone reads it at all. I just have to remind myself that I do this for me, not for other people.

Holy cow. I am turning into a morning person. I have had to leave the house by around 8 AM for the past four days, and today, after my silly phone alarm rang twice, I climbed down the ladder, turned it off, and stayed down. I suppose I am just a creature of habit, and as such, have gotten into the groove. I am excited by this prospect. Maybe I will lead a normal adult life after all!

I was browsing through public transportation information, and I came across San Francisco’s F-Market & Wharves, which I’ve ridden a few times. One of the most memorable was when I was young. I remember riding this particular model of streetcar with my dad. When we were riding, a man on the streetcar threw his briefcase out of the streetcar. He then proceeded to jump out. I suppose he was late. It was the most peculiar sight, as you can’t jump out of most streetcars to begin with! Such is the beauty of a vintage streetcar. At least I think it was this one … I suppose that’s what I remember, and that the streetcar had to have been shaped like a boat. And seeing as a boat-shaped streetcar really would not fit on the streets of San Francisco … well, you get the idea.